To the North of the Miao Border, to the South of the Desert Border

The heavy drums sounded in the mountains again, and the ancient sacrifices began again. Dressed in rich clothes, under the gaze of everyone, he walked up to the high platform step by step, and accepted the kneeling worship of everyone amidst pious whispers. He is the priest of Miaojiang, the young master among everyone, and the white night that He Lian only had after twenty years of life. The Young Master of Miaojiang×Princess of Mojiang Running in both directions